Lucii x Fumez The Engineer - Plugged In ft. Lucii

Lucii x Fumez The Engineer - Plugged In ft. Lucii 🅴 - Fumez The Engineer

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Plugged In, Lucky Luc' Shout out Fumez The Engineer Ay, listen (luc', luc', luc') What you know about teachin' a young G How to pop, bang with a loaded .9? (bang, bang) Tell him to go Primark and get him a tracky Pay with cash and glide (go glide) If you done get caught on camera Burn that tracky with a fire light Then go get you a new one Go do the same every Friday night (on Friday) I just rock and roll with mine (mine) None of my bredrin's died (they ain't) But two of the opps been - this year So we celebratin' right (get packed) Free all the mandem hotel livin' they'll soon be out online (free) On sight for anyone screamin' - Fuck that American shit, go ride I've been doin' up Ritz on a weekly Ever since I dropped Soul Is Mine Why you think that we're still outside? (We're here) Shaitan on my left, and God on my right And I haven't been alright for time So you do the maths (go do that) If you slip, and I get that DNA on my blade You're next in line (splash, splash) I want your spirit, I want that soul FIFA Street when I step on blocks I'm looking to score me illegal goals (whoosh, whoosh) In fact, I want me a hat trick I wanna consume some souls in bulk (your soul in mine) Juju beats on the ends But I'm protected anywhere I go (6, 6, 6) Listen, you ain't no bad man, you're just a makeup artist And I don't mean makeup girls I mean, you're just a fake gay bastard (bastard) It don't matter what my man says anymore Clearly, it's all garbage (clown) Fuck a car drive, we don't drive by We just ten toe, pop, bang at your marjs Last time man did a Plugged In I had to wash gang in the title (wash) This time, it's NR, No Remorse You best take that in cah it's vital I done way too much for too many man That snaked me and called me psycho (snake) But it is what it is, it don't matter now Cah we run this ting, and that's live-o If I back this shank or shit on the ends So it's all due to turn a man rotten (splash, splash) I got more than a cheeky dots in the ends There's corpse that'll make man forgotten From when I went deep in the woods And my ones them pray that I stepped out different What you know about voodoo livin'? Praise the Shaitan and keep on sinnin' (6, 6, 6, 6)